Weekend & Short Break

As we stepped out of our car and onto the gravel parking lot, I knew we were going on an adventure that was completely new to me and my family. As we waited for the Amtrak train bound for Chicago to arrive, I was very anxious and excited to travel far away out of my home state, Wisconsin. Finally,...

In September of my junior year of high school, I took an unofficial visit to Boston University. Aside from the school’s stellar academics and repeat women’s soccer championships, its city life captured the essence of culture. My plane descended just as the sun set over the city and danced on...

Something about breathing the air of the other coast and exploring the other side of America gives me an exhilarated feeling.  On a late July summer night in 2011, I walked to the baggage claim area waiting for my family's suitcases to roll up on the belt. Just as we finally retrieved all our...

July 17, 2012 I live in South Dakota. Rural South Dakota to be specific. Big cities are not really my thing, and never have been. When my parents told me that they wanted to take a family vacation, mostly because I complained all year about how we never go anywhere, I was extremely excited. So...

When I think of Barcelona, I can feel it. I can feel the rush of the subway as it passes by and I can feel the wind through my hair as I'm standing on the roof of our hotel. I can smell it, hear it, taste it. I loved Spain, and traveling to France in the same week was an amazing bonus. I...

My trip to Washington D.C. was better than I could ever imagine. I felt like I was like going to different world full of exotic breeds of people encamped around beautifully architectural buildings and amazingly smelling food. There was a fun, adventurous feeling to the air that you could not...

                “May I take your order?” said the waitress politely “I’ll have General Tso’s chicken with fried rice” Is something my brother and I said almost every evening when we were in Washington D.C. It’s one of our favorite dishes. My brother, my dad, and I stayed in Washington D.C. for...

These days it can be tough to have a fun and fascinating opportunity. With the emergency of final exams that overwhelm students to get a better grade and leave a complete mark for the end of the school year, it is more difficult to choose a vocational-like program. The announcement of my...

A select group from my eighth grade class poured into the busy Ronald Reagan National Airport, in Washington DC. The purpose of our group was to see as much of DC as we could in two and a half days. Our bus driver was  an experienced tour guide of thirty-five years with the company World Strides...

I remember when my mom first came to me with the idea of going to Boston for a vacation. The emotions came quickly. First came excitement. Second came fear. When she said that we were going to Boston, I thought about all of the stereotypes of northerners. They’re all so mean. They’ll yell at you...

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